Something Known, Then Forgotten

Longing is the remembrance,
More ancient than ancient,
Of something Known… then forgotten.

Forgotten, but alive within us,
As the Heart's Wordless Cry,
For something Known… then forgotten.

However hopeless we may be,
However faithless we become,
This Longing endures.

We may despair of religion,
But Longing endures,
For That which gave birth to all religions.

Longing for That which cannot be spoken,
Not that we cannot speak it,
But because… there simply are no words.

But… you Know it… don't you,
Reader of these failing words,
You Know, in your Sighing Heart…

That which was Known… then forgotten.